This past week I headed to the Swift river to catch some trout. I’ve been consumed with other activities that put my fly fishing obsession on the back burner for the month of October – my favorite time to fish.. I needed to get out and get in the water. I’ve fished the Swift before and was turned off by the insane number of other fly fisherman I was continually bumping into. This is after all one of the more heavily documented and pressured fisheries in New England. I finally saw why. This river holds a lot of brook trout ranging in all sizes. I don’t know what happened from last spring to this fall but what ever it was I want it to continue. Almost every bend contained brookies and rainbows. Colorful beautiful trout. Did I mention that these fish are some of the most pretentious picky eaters I’ve ever had the pleasure to catch. What a challenge. In 37 degrees of pure bliss I was able to catch well over 18 fish. This is definitely where I will be all winter long. See you there!